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Hello, this is a true story that I have experienced first hand and it honestly pisses me off. This story will be retold in a "first person" perspective from little me at the time. Pls consider liking my story :)
I knew I was going to be late. After the bell had rung, I was recieving back my practice PAT to help me study for finals and I needed to hole punch them. It would have been much more efficient to hole punch the booklets so I could store them neatly in my binder for later, so that is what I did.
Gathering up my papers, I took everything from my desk and made my way to the hole punch, keeping track of the time. Class had ended around two minutes ago at 11:29 — stupid times I know— but I didn't think much of it. The next class was already starting to come into the social room and I was struggling with putting the holes in. By the time I had left it had been a little past, and I knew I was going to be late.
However, when I got to the hallway in which the ELA classroom was, some of my classmates were still walking into the classroom. "Thankfully I'm not too late"
I thought to myself, walking into the room and sitting down at my desk. Then, class started. It was normal, we did basic review for the upcoming final the coming week and everything was fine. We played a couple Kahoots (I was in middle school) and I was doing well.
Recently I had been wearing my headphones in a lot more often and today was no different. I had my music blasting through my earbuds when a couple of my classmates started calling me. MY NAME.
First of all, they had to shout to me Because of my blasting music and I was confused. They said I had been called down to the office.
Immediately, my mind goes to "WHAT DID I DO" And my heart starts to race. Some other kids didn't hear them call my name but my one classmate was adamant that they called me down.
The whole way down to the office I was trying my best not to freaking flip out and cry. I am a very sensitive individual and even to this day if I feel like I am in trouble it is hard to hold back tears. I never get called down to the office. Nobody told me that I was going to be called down. What did I do??
So while I am panicking I was also texting my sister before I got yelled at by my classmates. Still was texting her. I was telling her "I got called down to the office currently" and she was obviously as equally confused as me.
I make it to the office, pause my music and ask the women at the office if she called my name. She asked me my name, I responded and she said that they did call me.
Apparently, I was marked "unexused" for my forth period class. (I was marked absent and unexused and since there are a lot of students skipping they were making sure I was in class) She asked me what class I was in, I said ELA was my forth period and she proceeded to ask me questions about whether or not I was attending that class— which of course I was— and then I remembered third period, social! I had been marked unexused ABSENT instead of late for my class because I WAS late! My ELA teacher didn't even notice I was IN my class!
The office reassured I was okay and told me I was okay to head back to class. All that was going through my mind was MY MOM. I have never skipped a class unless I was sick and she gets all notifications for my unexused absences. I was worried she would accuse me of skipping so I hurriedly text her and explain the situation. She tells me it's okay and that she understands but she didn't.
All week I had been telling them "Nobody even notices I'm here. I am invisible" and that incident only proved that theory.
So I head back to class and the students are joking around like "oh, she's skipping" and I hated the attention I was getting. People were staring and I got so anxious. I sat back down at my desk and my teacher was like "oh, my bad! you're so quiet I never saw you come in!"
I felt so invisible.. So alone and nobody even mentioned to her that I was indeed here! I was mad at my one friend for not telling her but I shouldn't have been blaming others. I wasn't happy though and I Really wanted to cry.
Tell me, have you had any similiar situations? Any advice you would give? I just wanted to share that story because it stuck with me. Thank you for reading :)
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I knew I was going to be late. After the bell had rung, I was recieving back my practice PAT to help me study for finals and I needed to hole punch them. It would have been much more efficient to hole punch the booklets so I could store them neatly in my binder for later, so that is what I did.
Gathering up my papers, I took everything from my desk and made my way to the hole punch, keeping track of the time. Class had ended around two minutes ago at 11:29 — stupid times I know— but I didn't think much of it. The next class was already starting to come into the social room and I was struggling with putting the holes in. By the time I had left it had been a little past, and I knew I was going to be late.
However, when I got to the hallway in which the ELA classroom was, some of my classmates were still walking into the classroom. "Thankfully I'm not too late"
I thought to myself, walking into the room and sitting down at my desk. Then, class started. It was normal, we did basic review for the upcoming final the coming week and everything was fine. We played a couple Kahoots (I was in middle school) and I was doing well.
Recently I had been wearing my headphones in a lot more often and today was no different. I had my music blasting through my earbuds when a couple of my classmates started calling me. MY NAME.
First of all, they had to shout to me Because of my blasting music and I was confused. They said I had been called down to the office.
Immediately, my mind goes to "WHAT DID I DO" And my heart starts to race. Some other kids didn't hear them call my name but my one classmate was adamant that they called me down.
The whole way down to the office I was trying my best not to freaking flip out and cry. I am a very sensitive individual and even to this day if I feel like I am in trouble it is hard to hold back tears. I never get called down to the office. Nobody told me that I was going to be called down. What did I do??
So while I am panicking I was also texting my sister before I got yelled at by my classmates. Still was texting her. I was telling her "I got called down to the office currently" and she was obviously as equally confused as me.
I make it to the office, pause my music and ask the women at the office if she called my name. She asked me my name, I responded and she said that they did call me.
Apparently, I was marked "unexused" for my forth period class. (I was marked absent and unexused and since there are a lot of students skipping they were making sure I was in class) She asked me what class I was in, I said ELA was my forth period and she proceeded to ask me questions about whether or not I was attending that class— which of course I was— and then I remembered third period, social! I had been marked unexused ABSENT instead of late for my class because I WAS late! My ELA teacher didn't even notice I was IN my class!
The office reassured I was okay and told me I was okay to head back to class. All that was going through my mind was MY MOM. I have never skipped a class unless I was sick and she gets all notifications for my unexused absences. I was worried she would accuse me of skipping so I hurriedly text her and explain the situation. She tells me it's okay and that she understands but she didn't.
All week I had been telling them "Nobody even notices I'm here. I am invisible" and that incident only proved that theory.
So I head back to class and the students are joking around like "oh, she's skipping" and I hated the attention I was getting. People were staring and I got so anxious. I sat back down at my desk and my teacher was like "oh, my bad! you're so quiet I never saw you come in!"
I felt so invisible.. So alone and nobody even mentioned to her that I was indeed here! I was mad at my one friend for not telling her but I shouldn't have been blaming others. I wasn't happy though and I Really wanted to cry.
Tell me, have you had any similiar situations? Any advice you would give? I just wanted to share that story because it stuck with me. Thank you for reading :)
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